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Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

# luckyblessing # regulardrama When a gas tank exploded, Jian Qingqing transmigrated into the body of a little girl who had just died of starvation. Looking at the skinny, starving family living in a worn-down house that did little to shield them from the rainstorm outside, Jian Qingqing felt that she would soon die again. But she hadn’t expected her kitchen to follow her through time. Looking at the abundance of supplies in it, Jian Qingqing’s eyes lit up. Great! She wasn’t going to die this time! Using the supplies in the kitchen, Jian Qingqing led her family as they opened up the land for farming and building houses. Unexpectedly, the high-yield grains led the entire country out of poverty. Everyone praised Miss Jian as a God that had descended to earth! She developed a method to process coarse salt into fine salt so that people could eat it with ease. The Emperor's face was filled with tears as he said, "Miss Jian is really my lucky star!" In the end, the whole world was unified and shouted, “All of this is due to Miss Jian’s hard work!” Jian Qingqing said, "I just like to grow crops. I didn’t do anything!" After her success, Jian Qingqing planned to find a nice, obedient husband to bring home. But what was up with the legendary prince who was ruthless, indifferent, and could stop children from crying? Why was he always appearing beside her? Ming Zhiyan said, "I’m nice and obedient. Why don’t you marry me, Qingqing?" Looking at the man who was clearly a wolf pretending to be an obedient dog, Jian Qingqing fell into deep thought.

Gardenia White Moonlight · 综合
分數不夠
507 Chs

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編輯: EndlessFantasy Translation

Ever since Anneval disappeared, the tribes began to stir again.

Although they were afraid of Aliya, they still looked down on her for being a woman.

At least they had an heir. Now that the heir was gone, they began to have other ideas.

In the past half a year, Aliya had been dealing with the tribe's matters while looking for her son, making her both mentally and physically exhausted.

As time passed, there was still no news of Anneval. The people of Moulan became more and more restless. In fact, they no longer had much hope. Otherwise, the tribes below would make more and more moves.

Only Aliya had always believed that Anneval would be found and had never given up on searching.

Now that she had received news from Annéval, she almost cried tears of joy.

However, she was used to being serious, so she only had a slight change in her facial expression. If one was not familiar with her, one would not be able to tell her emotions.

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